Hey everyone! Absolutely FANTASTIC response from the last chapter and for all of you who gave me some ideas *cough*Betherzz, DS2010, M E Wofford *cough* and baby names () thank you very much!
So after my short babble session, I am going to leave you with a new chapter!

Disclaimer: It is called fan fiction for a reason – ergo, I don't own NCIS *damn*

Ziva shuddered as another wave of nausea caught her off guard, after empting what was left of her stomach content into the toilet, she promptly closed it and leaned her head on the cool lid.

Ziva jumped a little when Tony's hand gently pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear, she glanced up at him momentarily before closing her eyes again.

'You were sick again?' he asked matter-of-factly.

Ziva groaned a little in response 'Just a little bit' she muttered sarcastically from the crook of her arm.

Tony cringed slightly 'Sorry Zi, I thought you were done after I helped you' he said kneeling beside her.

Ziva gave a small shrug and shakily stood, after a small moment of light headedness, she reached for her toothbrush and toothpaste to get the disgusting taste out of her mouth.

After spitting and gargling mouthwash, Ziva looked at him warily 'We should get ready to leave, yes?' she said casually.

Tony looked at her slowly 'Are you sure you are okay? You look horrible'

Ziva frowned 'Why thank you' she said coldly pushing past him.

Tony head slapped himself before turning swiftly and following her into their bedroom.

'Okay, I totally failed to cheer you up just then, but I wanna make sure your okay' he said honestly.

'I will be fine!' she snapped irritably, surprising Tony.

After a moment of silence Ziva looked over her shoulder to see Tony watching her with a concerned expression on his face.

Ziva sighed and stood, walking over to him she placed a hand on his cheek 'I did not mean to snap at you' she said apologetically.

Tony grinned a little 'Yeah, I know... if you weren't pregnant and I said you looked horrible, you would have drop-kicked me to the floor and pressed your SIG into my skull' he said tapping his forehead
to make a point.

'True.' Ziva said nodding.

Tony's mouth dropped open 'You really would have done that?' he spluttered.

Ziva smirked 'Guess you will never know'

Tony watched her exit the room with a sense of bewilderment, note to self: NEVER say that again...

Ziva's mood had improved by the time the pair arrived at NCIS, that was until she saw the new pile of paperwork waiting for her at her desk.

'Someone is going to die today...' she seethed. McGee gulped while Tony stepped a little bit closer to Gibbs.

Gibbs watched her amused 'Well yeah David, that's why we have a case'

Ziva glared and opened her mouth to fire back a response when Gibbs threw one of the 'Backup' stress balls at her, shutting her up.

Tony looked at his partner, stunned that a colourful ball could simmer her down that fast.

Gibbs rolled his eyes at the male members of his team 'Did you not hear me? Grab your gear!' he barked at them.

McGee and Tony glanced at each other before obeying the command quickly. Gibbs's eyes travelled back to Ziva who was still eyeing the colourful ball.

Gibbs walked over to her and kissed her forehead 'Try not to destroy that one. DiNozzo says you have been through 6 this week' he said with a small chuckle.

Ziva looked up at him coyly 'That is only because Tony keeps annoying me. I am not that stressed' she said frowning slightly 'It just seems so real now...' she muttered, squeezing the ball gently.

Gibbs nodded 'When's your ultrasound?' he asked while motioning for McGee to go ahead and gas the truck.

Ziva's eyes travelled to her stomach 'Tomorrow morning' she said cheering up.

Gibbs smiled at the thought before stepping away from her, Tony was standing behind him obviously wanting to say something.

'No killing anyone Zi...that will mean more paperwork!' he joked.

Ziva's eyes narrowed before she lobbed the ball at Tony's head, after the ball had connected with his forehead, Gibbs retaliated and head slapped him just for good measure.

'Ouch! I get it, my attempt at humour is getting me nowhere at the moment' he sulked before Gibbs began heading toward the elevator.

Tony noticed his departure and began walking backwards toward it, he mouthed I love you before stepping into the elevator with Gibbs.

Ziva shook her head at her husband before throwing another look of pure hatred at the pile of paperwork.


After half an hour of re-arranging her desk drawer and doing a mere five minutes of paperwork, she was pleasantly surprised to see an IM pop up on her screen.

InsertCafPowHere: Hey Ziva! Thought I would save you from the paperwork menace...

ZivaD: Really?

InsertCafPowHere: Want to talk guns and knives?

Ziva's brow rose at this comment and she half stood from her desk.

ZivaD: You know how to cheer me up :) I will be right down.

InsertCafPowHere: THAT USERNAME IS THERE FOR A REASON!

Ziva chuckled and shut down the IM before making a quick stop at the Caf-Pow machine.

Abby smiled brightly when she saw a large Caf-Pow in Ziva's hands 5 minutes later.

'Ziva, you are a lifesaver!' Abby exclaimed as she entered.

Ziva smiled back 'Yes, you did not make it obvious at all that you are caffeine deprived' she said sarcastically.

Abby's eyes narrowed playfully 'I asked the Director to install my very own Caf-Pow machine, but he said no... I have no idea why...'

Ziva let out a small chuckle before handing her the drink, Abby slurped it happily for a moment before her eyes widened 'Oh yeah! That's the other reason I invited you down here! Guns and knives!'
she blurted out, her caffeine fix setting in.

Abby tugged her friend around the corner and into her office, three guns were sitting on her table as evidence.

'Okay, so I tested these from our new crime scene, all the bullets match' she said casually. Ziva raised a brow 'Okay, so what is the problem?' she asked.

Abby smiled 'You don't understand the element of surprise do you Ziva?' she asked playfully before pulling her out of the office again and to her computer.

Ziva looked at the screen while Abby pulled up the three images of the guns.

'Each gun has its own set of fingerprints!' she exclaimed.

Ziva nodded, hoping she would elaborate – after a moment, she did 'That means I have to run a whole lot of prints, so I thought we would go out for lunch! Maybe stop by a baby store or two?' she
said excitedly.

Ziva smiled at the idea 'What about the team? They will be back soon' she said not particularly fancying the idea of a head slap.

Abby waved a hand dismissively 'We will be back before they will – McGee called me. They got stuck in traffic...' Ziva raised a brow before silently saying a prayer for her team members who were going
to be stuck with a pissed off Gibbs.

'I suppose...'

'This is not a debate Ziva! I just asked out of politeness! You are coming for lunch!' she exclaimed shrugging off her lab coat before grabbing Ziva's elbow and tugging her out of her lab.


'Ziva, are you sure you are full? You barely touched your salad...' Abby questioned curiously. Ziva looked up from her meal quickly, her stomach flipping uncomfortably at the thought of any food.

'I am sorry Abby, I guess I am not as hungry as I thought' she said with a sigh, pushing away the salad she had originally craved upon entering the cafe.

Abby smiled 'That's okay!' she said perkily, standing she placed a tip down for the waiter before grabbing Ziva's arm again and tugging her toward the mall.

Ziva looked around the baby store in slight awe; the store was full of pregnant ladies and their slightly worried husbands trailing behind, Abby was already making her way over to the baby clothes, several eyes following her as she went.

Ziva jumped slightly as a pair of small arms clutched around her right leg tightly, looking down she noticed a little boy, around 4 years old staring back at her with wide blue eyes. Ziva smiled gently, the little boy gave a toothy little smile back before gasping and pressing his face into her jeans.

'Jake!' a woman growled from across the store, Ziva looked up and saw the woman she assumed was his mother waddling over, heavily pregnant.

'I am so sorry! Jake! You shouldn't run away from mommy!' she chided with a sigh.

Ziva chuckled 'It is not a problem really...' she replied looking back down at the child who was peering over at his mother.

Ziva ran a hand through the child's hair gently, he looked up at her with childhood innocence 'Go to your mother, she was obviously worried about you' Ziva said softly.

Jake nodded and released his hold on her leg, bolting over to his mother instead.

'What do you say to the kind lady young man?' she asked him sternly.

'Sowwy' he apologised while looking at his toes.

Ziva bent down to Jake's height before speaking again 'You will not run away from mommy again will you?' she asked.

Jake smiled brightly and shook his head 'No, I be good' he said proudly.

Ziva stood and looked at the mother who was smiling at her with a grin identical to her sons 'You are very good with children' she commented.

Ziva smiled back 'Thank you. Boy or a girl?' she asked curiously.

The woman laughed 'Both'

Jake nodded eagerly 'Uh huh! I am gonna be a big bwother!' he said patting his mother's stomach lightly.

Ziva smiled at the little boy 'I am sure you will be a great brother' she told him.

Jake giggled a little before averting his eyes toward a play area for the children quickly and then back to his mother 'Pwease?' he asked his mother, tugging her sleeve with slight impatience.

The woman nodded 'Alright, I see daddy over there too' she said pointing toward a tall man who was looking up at mobiles.

Jake waved at Ziva before running off to the play area.

After making sure her child had reached her husband, the woman turned and stuck out her hand 'I'm Libby' she greeted.

'Ziva' she replied shaking it with her own.

Libby placed a hand on her bulging stomach unconsciously before speaking 'First time mom?' she asked knowingly.

Ziva nodded 'Yes, 8 weeks' she said also running a hand over her slight bulge 'I have my first ultrasound tomorrow' she added, causing Libby to grin wider.

'Ah, it is amazing... it makes it seem so real when you see your baby for the first time' she said with a smile of remembrance.

Ziva peered over to the baby clothes section where Abby was still picking out a variety of onsies while mumbling to herself happily.

'I am sure it is. When are you due?' she questioned, thinking it couldn't be long.

'A month, I don't expect them to wait that long though' she chuckled 'Twins have a tendency of coming early, so we are expecting any time from now...' she said excitedly.

'Ziva!' Abby called out as she made her way over with two full baskets.

Ziva's eyes widened as she saw all of the clothes and miscellaneous toys that filled the baskets,

'Abby. That is a lot of clothes...I am not due for a while you know' she laughed.

Abby shrugged and threw a quick smile to Libby 'So! It can't hurt to be prepared can it?'

Ziva rolled her eyes and had to restrain herself from bringing a palm to her forehead. Libby smiled at the pair 'You should listen to your friend Ziva, it really does help in the long run' she said.

Abby nodded happily 'Thank you! See Ziva! Have faith in me!'

Ziva looked down at the basket with a slight grimace 'Why are a third of these clothes pink?' she asked affronted.

Abby looked at her innocently 'I don't know...I just have a feeling Y'know?'

Ziva patted Abby's shoulder 'You need to stop remoting Gibbs'

Libby looked utterly confused at her statement before Abby clicked her fingers 'Oh, you mean channelling... Hey!' she said with a pout.

Libby shook her head amused before looking at Ziva again 'Well, I had better be going – If you need anything Ziva, feel free to give me a call...I know how stressful first pregnancies can be' she said
after scratching a phone number down on a notepad.

Ziva took it gratefully 'Good luck'

Libby's eyes widened 'Oh yeah...you too!' she said before waddling over to her husband who was waiting for her with a sleeping Jake in his arms.

Abby watched her leave before turning to Ziva 'She's really nice! C'mon Ziva, I want to buy these!' she said tugging her arm.

Ziva held her ground 'Abby, Abby! You can buy two okay? And please, no pink!' she said shuddering.

Abby bit her lip as she decided 'Aww! But they are all so cute Ziva!' she gushed, holding up a little yellow one up.

After 10 minutes of sorting, Abby had picked two that had both her and Ziva's ticks of approval. Thankfully, they weren't pink.

Sorry for the long wait on this one!

Aww how cute is Jake? I couldn't help but add him in... I hope you enjoyed Abby's input in this chapter!

Next up is the Ultrasound :D

Thanks for reading!